Evelyn's POV
Joseph .S Carol once said, "Free like a bird, caged; by an unknown master." I remembered to have read her little piece of poetry, on my first day in college. Anatomy class to be precise.
I really enjoyed her piece of art because it was the everyday reality I was subjected to. Going through the horrid viscous circle of waking up, going about my daily activities and going to bed when the sun goes down was my everyday routine.
I was a pure example of everything she clearly pointed out and it resonated with me. Medicine was my survival mechanism and it still is. Being fully aware that I hold the life of an individual in my hands, made my bland and tasteless life, interesting.
I remember it, like it was yesterday. The first day I felt the intense burning on my hands.
It felt
